| Fields of green and open fires
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| Now cold machines and wires replace dead telephone lines
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| If I could (If I could kill)
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| Kill The Silence (I would kill)
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| I would fill it up with all my love
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| Ashamed I sent you flowers
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| As hours elastic ripen into heavy never-ending
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| Rushing slow to catch you
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| Through the sadly quiet corridors of early morning
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| If I could (If I could kill)
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| Kill The Silence (I would kill)
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| I would fill it up with all my love
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| Words are softly mouthed
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| There is no sound to let me know if I have been forgiven
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| Uselessly a rosary is said
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| For now I love the dead more than the living
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| If I could (If I could kill)
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| Kill The Silence (I would kill)
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| I would fill it up with all
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| My love
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| If I could…
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| If I could…
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| If I could… I would…
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| I would… I would…
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| Oh I would fill it up with all
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| I would fill it up with all my love
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| I would fill it up with all
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| I would fill it up with all my love
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| If I could…
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| If I could…
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| I would…
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| If I could
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| If I could… I would… |